A. Thus men whofe thoughts contemplative have

dwelt,

On fituations that they never felt,

Start up fagacious, cover'd with the dust
Of dreaming study and pedantic ruft,

And

prate and preach about what others prove, As if the world and they were hand and glove. Leave kingly backs to cope with kingly cares, They have their weight to carry, fubjects their's; Poets, of all men, ever leaft regret

Increafing taxes and the nation's debt.

Could you contrive the payment, and rehearse
The mighty plan, oracular, in verse,

No bard, howe'er majeftic, old or new,
Should claim my fixt attention more than you.
B. Not Brindley nor Bridgewater would effay

To turn the course of Helicon that way;
Nor would the nine confent, the facred tide
Should purl amidst the traffic of Cheapfide,
Or tinkle in 'Change Alley, to amuse

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The leathern ears of stock-jobbers and jews,

A. Vouchfafe.

A. Vouchsafe, at least, to pitch the key of rhime To themes more pertinent, if lefs fublime.

When minifters and minifterial arts,

Patriots who love good places at their hearts,
When Admirals extoll'd for standing still,
Or doing nothing with a deal of skill;

Gen'rals who will not conquer when they may,

Firm friends to peace, to pleasure, and good pay,
When freedom wounded almost to despair,

Though difcontent alone can find out where,
When themes like these employ the poet's tongue,

ear as mute as if a fyren fung.

Or tell me if you can, what pow'r maintains

A Briton's fcorn of arbitrary chains?

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That were a theme might animate the dead,

And move the lips of poets caft in lead.

B. The cause, tho' worth the fearch, may yet elude Conjecture and remark, however fhrewd.

They take, perhaps, a well-directed aim,
Who feek it in his climate and his frame.

Lib'ral

Lib'ral in all things elfe, yet nature here
With stern severity deals out the year.

Winter invades the spring, and often

pours

A chilling flood on fummer's drooping flow'rs,
Unwelcome vapors quench autumnal beams,
Ungenial blafts attending, curl the streams,
The peasants urge their harveft, plie the fork
With double toil, and fhiver at their work,

Thus with a rigor, for his good defign'd,

She rears her fav'rite man of all mankind.
His form robuft and of elaftic tone,
Proportion'd well, half mufcle and half bone,
Supplies with warm activity and force

A mind well lodg'd, and mafculine of course.
Hence liberty, fweet liberty infpires,

And keeps alive his fierce but noble fires.
Patient of conftitutional controul,

He bears it with meek manlinefs of foul,
But if authority grow wanton, woẹ

To him that treads upon his free-born toe,

One

One step beyond the bound'ry of the laws
Fires him at once in freedom's glorious cause.
Thus proud prerogative, not much rever'd,

Is feldom felt, though fometimes feen and heard
And in his cage, like parrot fine and gay,
Is kept to ftrut, look big, and talk away.

Born in a climate fofter far than our's,

Not form'd like us, with fuch Herculean pow'rs,
The Frenchman, eafy, debonair and brisk,
Give him his lass, his fiddle and his frisk,
Is always happy, reign whoever may,
And laughs the fenfe of mis'ry far away.
He drinks his fimple bev'rage with a gust,
And feafting on an onion and a crúst,

We never feel th' alacrity and joy

With which he shouts and carols, Vive le Roy,
Fill'd with as much true merriment and glee,
As if he heard his king fay-Slave be free.
Thus happiness depends, as nature fhews,
Lefs on exterior things than moft fuppofe.

Vigilant

Vigilant over all that he has made,
Kind Providence attends with gracious aid,
Bids equity throughout his works prevail,
And weighs the nations in an even scale;
He can encourage flav'ry to a smile,

And fill with difcontent a British isle.

A. Freeman and slave then, if the cafe be fuch, Stand on a level, and you prove too much. If all men indifcriminately fhare,

His foft'ring pow'r and tutelary care,

As well be yok'd by defpotifm's hand,

As dwell at large in Britain's charter'd land.

B. No. Freedom has a thousand charms to show,

That flaves, howe'er contented, never know.

The mind attains beneath her happy reign,

The growth that nature meant she should attain.
The varied fields of fcience, ever new,

Op'ning and wider op'ning on her view,

She ventures onward with a profp'rous force,
While no base fear impedes her in her course.

Religion,